Thursday, September 4

Mirror

It doesn't matter if you mirror me,
if you're the reflection that I seek.
A spark in the glass is all that I need,
I can live of the hints in your voice.
It doesn't matter if you answer to me,
if you're the reply that I'm looking for.
That at first it was simple is all that I need,
I can live with the consequences of your choice.
In the end I will still be awarded that I love,
that I chose my soul over logic and reason.
In the end all I will know is my soul,
deceiving you by treason.
It doesn't matter if you mirror me,
you will still be my reflection.
A spark in the glass is all that I need.
A glimmer to live off,
A sparkle to love.
The only shimmer I ever knew of.

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